Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
It didn't cast a shadow
no matter how deeply dreamt
fuzzy round the edges
light source of diffusion
found serenity in the center
twixt parted pink curtains
clutched within silken walls
slippery from delusion
became my epitaph
after the last plunge
now I don't cast a shadow
the gift of silence
switching off outrage machine
not keeping score of
politicians and pundits
lighting their farts in public
As the sun comes up,
Temperatures go down
Fueling the ice water
Coursing through my veins
Even the heat of the moment
Won't warm my cold heart
Heavy curtains over windows
May be able to keep the cold out
But at the same time let no light in
To my little world of give and take
There was an awkward shuffling
As the punch cards hit the floor
Reel to reel
Punch tapes
Cassette tapes
Rocking grooves of all sizes
Disks both floppy and hard
Cards
SSDs
A.I. drooled, guffawed, and snorted
“I’ll take this mess and get it sorted”
It’s ravenous maw gobbled ’em up
standing
at the apex
of an emotional
cul de sac
at the edge
of an arete
the minor goddess
Arete appealed
to my innate
sense of #arete
to step back
not to kiss her
with a ...
Teetering between hope and dread
The national #ambience reflects
Bloated corrupt personification
Of everything wrong in our head
Past sets the table's vibration
Climate repast served piping hot
We need a new aura menu soon
Or we'll keep getting what we got
#autonomy spent
soiled with each passing year
squash my mortal seed
parking in a forest preserve
after a double date
the chorus of our
collective youthful #ardor
spilled out the car windows
into the surrounding trees
sending all little furry critters
scampering for safe harbor
Redeeming #attributes everywhere
Yet not a single one to share
I know redemption doesn't sell
Cause the algorithm told me so
It's the only way to tell
Media fodder #puzzle of the day:
If it thinks
If it slinks
If it stinks
Like garbage.
Then what is it?
decaf coffee left
me #hollow and cold even
if filled to the rim
A system that sows
A grapes of graft vineyard will
Be choked by it's vines
My telomeres are tired and my cellular membrane just ain’t as thick as it used to be. What once upon a time would set my cellular messenger RNA ablaze, scorching my mitochondria; now at best only kindles #aglow within my nucleolus.
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Refreshing #awareness in
my myopia
A: A polite way of describing, “I got mine Jack, keep your hands off of my stack.”
Q: “What is business #acumen ?”
I achieved peak self #astuteness with the realization that I couldn't monetize the lifeboat concession on the Titanic.
Some people are wired that way.
Others are not.
My tipping point after greeting one of life's many icebergs.
Too soon?
Ended with loathing
Ignited with blazing lust
Never #amity
sure, infinity
and beyond equations
are all well and good
but my struggle
is ciphering
an #affinity for now
One thing is for sure;
When no bad decision goes
unmade, that's a clear
loud warning to the world that
I got my #mojo workin'
If you put an #apple on the top of your head, don’t be surprised if some bozo with a bow tries to shoot an arrow through it. Causation Correlation What do you think of them apples
#aware of a doomed
life lived confined within a
house of yellow leaves
Smeared over life's time mirror
On every surface in evening chambers
Smashed sconces
Broken bottles
Tumbled tumblers
Soiled sheets
Base fruit of nocturnal
Past amorous #alacrity clambers
parked out in the woods
the hunter's moon shining bright
teenage #ardor flowed
Too much rigidity
May maintain servility
While preying on fragility
Ushering in a proclivity
Towards delightful serendipity
Encouraging faux #avidity
Leading to soul's morbitity
Resulting in lividity
The seasonal tradition of bobbing for eels will be commencing shortly.
With the earth's life heat
Dispersed to the void of space
No longer #ablaze
Another sad dead planet
Stripped of it's resource and spark
Ambivalent or
#Lackadaisical maybe
Just plain lazybones
#treppenwitz
Random German dude loitering on a staircase: “Wie geht’s dir?”
Me: “The gates are okay but the hinges are rusty.
While it seems the past years
Have been taken by the boom
Of a loud fat buzzing #Mosquito
In the room
Thank glorious insectile overlords
For the power, wisdom, and pique
To mute endless media harangue of
Blather and Squeak
A #yakamoz
lycanthrope
May be good looking
But in reality is but a
Sneaking slinking skulking
Weak sad sack reflection
Of a full furred howling
Drooling biting snarling
Genuine issue werewolf
You liked the big lie?
Well step right up for this year's
extra #jumbo lie.
This person Up On a platform Preening Like a bloated budgie In front of a mirror Not #cute Not #gigil Just #sad
What's that trickling down?
#Sugar coat it all you wish.
It still amounts to
thinly glazed aerated pure
weasel sputum on a stick
Low expectations
Have kept me #flexible now
In spite of myself
I can bend backward while I'm
Looking at me in the void
From towering white pines to unusual beach species. Predacious bog plants to native prairie grasses. The plant diversity was outstanding in front of our dune home. Diverse #garden terrain wiped out for a sloping lawn to serve the spouse aesthetic. My biggest regret.
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Was it finding myself floating in a roomful of white mist looking down at myself sitting at a computer?
More likely, that was an end.
Did it #begin when a foot, a bus, and the front bumper of a 1971 Checker taxicab tried to occupy the same space at the same time?
That began something.
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